Dads keys.... in my pocket

Today, while I was at school focusing on writing, I discover that I had my fathers cars keys in my pocket. I mumbred to myself " No good, I'm going to get in so much trouble"! That’s if he gets up and actually looks for them... IF.

When I was in class focusing on my work, I felt my pockets, I was surprised to hear a jingle. It was my father’s keys. So, I went down to the office to ask for permission to go home, and return my father's keys to him.

When I walked inside my Uncles were watching the Olympics and my other Uncle Sean was fast asleep on the couch. My Uncle Kapi was doing the dishes. When I got to see my parents the first words they said were "What are you doing at home." I said "I have the keys in my pocket and I’m here to return them. 

 After I had returned the keys I went back to school feeling relieved and happy I wasn't in trouble.